Showing posts with label World. Show all posts
Showing posts with label World. Show all posts

Monday, 31 October 2011

Waking Up

You see yourself lying
Asleep on the bed
The world consists of
The room in your house
And house in the neighbourhood
Expand and zoom out
Your city and country comes to view
A final zoom
And hey, the continent, the planet, boom
This the world is
With its silent noises
Even as you sleep
You gently move
As the dawn breaks free
With light playing tricks on your face
The curtains slowly draw
Eyes open and yet not Wide
Your world comes to life
You see yourself
And the world
Sad, apathetic or ecstatic
The passions surge
Glimpses merge
Of people, things and ideas
Shapes animated, get lighted
Your world begins to move
Actions, movements, things to do
Take colour as the sun streams through
A movie you see
With you seeing it in it
Personality for people
Desires for things
Moods for places
All fill in the screen
Your world is alive
Awake and throbbing
Yet with eyes still closed
You are still in your bed
Time to wake up
To open those eyes wide
To fit the furniture of the universe
Into your world
That is already alive

Sunday, 16 October 2011

Plea for a Broken World

When the very earth you stand on and build your dreams
Shivers and crumbles
It is good

When the very air you breathe turns toxic
And causes you to gasp
It is good

When the very relationship that gives you a home
Rends asunder
It is good

When the very narrative of which you are the lead character
Fragments into oblivion
It is good

The worlds we build need to collapse
How else will the foundations be reformed
The foundations need to smither
How else will its material be examined

Unless life crumbles
Its conditions won’t surface
Its imaginaries remain hidden
The mechanisms that automate our lives
The engines that wheel us through
The structures that dominate
Can only be examined and reformed
In a broken world